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We sit around in a circle. I lay down in the middle, staring up at the upside down faces grinning back at me. We laugh and make jokes. We relax. This is home. This is family.
Suddenly the conversation stops. A weight hits. We all feel it. I look around. I see the faces. I say the names in my head...

There is something strangely comforting about an empty road. The space is completely open. This space, which is normally associated with words such as busy, crowded, or even annoying. Roads can be stressful. Roads are often dangerous. Yet at night, no one is there. There are no cars driving along at...

A deer wanders through a meadow, stopping to take a drink. The trees sway in the wind, and all manner of creatures are seen dashing in and out of the shelter of their low- hanging branches. Despite the wide open scene depicted in this mural, the wall it is pained on closes in faster and faster. Ther...

It’s the face. It’s the face that you know. The face that you remember. You see it. You hear the laugh. It’s the face. People talk, people lie, people… talk. BUT IT’S THE LIFE THAT YOU REMEMBER.
It’s not the end. It’s not the exact story. It’s not whatever tragedy ended up being w...

I am the man that never smiles
Never laughs, never cries
Never sings or sobs
Never lives.
I am the man in the shadows
In the darkness
In the caves, the caverns
And in the silence
I am the man that never knows
Never understands
Never hears
The man in the dark
I am the waiting man
T...

The best moments of my life flash for an instant. I experience something I’ve never felt before and every essence of my being enjoys it. The hair on the back of my neck stands up and I feel the energy wash over me. I feel the emotions of every single person because they all feel the same thing at ...

Has there ever been something in your life that has so utterly blown you away or changed your life in a specific way? Have you ever looked around, seen beauty, or heard something wonderful, even smelled something truly terrific? There must be some definitive moment in everyone’s life when somethin...

How can life be so infinitesimal, and look so massive? How can it possible pass so quickly, but seem so painfully slow at the same time? When you look at the grand scheme of things, and the overall existence of the universe, one human life is shorter than the blink of an eye. It’s nothing. We’re...

I have the habit of questioning everything, for better or worse. I don’t take anything for face value and I don’t believe that anything is what it seems. This especially occurs at school. I ask the question that drives all teachers up the wall. They teach us something, and then I ask them why we...

The train tracks blur past
Under my window like a flash
There for a second, then gone
Carrying me away to somewhere new
The baked road cracking
Under the car’s tires
Consistent throughout, and yet so varied
Carrying me away to somewhere new
The vast expanse of land
Beneath the airplan...

The time on the clock shows 2 A.M. I’m wide awake, and have no notion of sleep at any time soon. My mind is racing and there are a million images going in and out of it, all at the same time. It’s one of those nights when I almost feel like I could do anything and nothing all at the same time. I...

I want to be me. I want to be something else. There needs to be something that is entirely mine, or something that absolutely defines me. Unfortunately, that thing really does not exist right now. I need to decide who I am, and I need to show that to the world. I don’t really know how to do that, ...

Freedom. The word rings in my ears and tastes bitter in my mouth. I want to spit it out, wash out my own mouth, or scrub my tongue of the lie that is this word. We are not free. We have no idea what that means. It’s just a lie. All of it is a lie.
What dictates our lives? It certainly isn’t u...

What does it mean to be happy? It seems that this is another one of those questions that no one knows the answer to, yet I am determined to find it. So what is happiness? What is it that makes us feel that certain feeling that none of us can really put our finger on.
Of course there’s the simp...

What is this thing we call inspiration? What is it that puts these ideas in our heads? What is pushing our thoughts towards that goal, whatever the goal may be? It's funny how unquestioning the human race is of their own ideas. We just get them, then accept them. Clearly they come from somewher...

No Words come to my mind
No Words flow from my pen
And I don't know where to go
No Words
Nothing can help me now
No one can give me the Words
They have to come from me
I have no idea what to do
I don't know what to say
I can't just keep staring
At this screen of blank wh...

I was recently asked a question that was actually incredibly important to me, even though the asker just meant it as a quick topic of conversation. I was asked why I write. Why do I write? I have no idea, but after hearing this question, I was scrambling to find the reason. I say scrambling, but tha...

A dark, frightening landscape
Monsters of my mind grasp at me
A black hole stretches its maw
No light can escape
You appear
You enter the blurry edge of my vision
I see what my life could be
Instead of what it is
You reach out your hand
I take it willingly
No questions asked
You lead ...

A sunrise is an experience unlike any other. It can completely change your outlook on the world. You can be lost in the cold darkness of the early morning when all of a sudden the world brightens up. The crops in the field turn orange, the darkness is dissipated except for a few shadows, and a smile...

We have this notion that we know where our lives are supposed to go. We have the radical notion that maybe, somehow, we can plan our lives. We can have an idea of where we're going. Unfortunately, that is not true. The harsh reality is that life is completely random and changes all the time. Th...

I was merely minding my own business one day, watching the fire die down, when I heard a knock at the door. How strange, I thought. It was very late and most of the surrounding neighborhood was going to sleep now. Hardly time to be going around, having door- to- door discussions. So I got up angrily...

Who am I? This question is asked by so many people all around the world. Part of our quest is to pursue who we really are and what we are doing. But what if that changes sometimes? What if who we are is more than one person? At certain points in our lives, are we changed to something else? Do we onl...

Land of the RIch and Home of the Closed- Minded
America- land of the free. Please. It's the land of the rich. Since when has there ever been anyone in charge of this country that didn't have copious amounts of money? I'll answer that for you. Never. And don't you dare say ...

Saving the World- The Teens
We are the teens. We are the ones who grew up with things like Harry Potter, and Lord of the Rings. We've always looked for our chance to save the world, seeking to have that life that our favorite fiction always seems to depict. There's only one problem with...